Legends have been left in nine places beyond the planet... Isn't this the Starry Sky? Klein looked at the Potion recipe in his hand and almost frowned.
He felt this was even more dangerous than the ascension ceremony for a " Miracle Invoker ".
Although the " Box of the Great Old One " and the two "0" Sealed Artifact of the Abraham Family, as well as some "1" Sealed Artifact, all have the ability to send people into the Starry Sky, making the ritual seem easy, Klein clearly remembered that Arianna, the leader of the Ascetic the Church of Evernight, had warned him that the Starry Sky contained extremely terrible pollution, and that even understanding it was dangerous for those below the Angel level.
Becoming Planeswalker is fraught with peril, as the Starry Sky is corrupted, while becoming Planeswalker requires Roaming the Starry Sky... This is a deadlock, seemingly unsolvable... Perhaps the Abraham Family has records of safer places in the Starry Sky; we shouldn't be too pessimistic... Also, we need to verify the authenticity of this formula using Divination when we get back... Dorian wouldn't lie, but that doesn't mean he can't be lied to... Klein withdrew his gaze and looked at Dorian Gray Abraham opposite him, saying:
What are the Beyonder Characteristic of a ' Planeswalker '?
Dorian, who had already memorized the name " The Fool," Dorian for two seconds and said:
"Two of them Sealed Artifact in our family. One evolved into the ' Box of the Great Old One,' one is said to be in the hands of the Demoness Sect, one is in the Church of the God of Combat, and the other has been missing since the Second Era, and no one has been able to find it."
If they could exchange the " Box of the Great Old One " for one of the two relatively normal "0" level Sealed Artifact of the Abraham Family, they wouldn't have to worry about where to obtain the Beyonder Characteristic of a " Planeswalker," but that ascension ritual was a real headache... Moreover, the essence of this ritual was clearly to leave a mark on the Starry Sky, and no matter how it was modified, it couldn't bypass the Starry Sky... Klein controlled his expression and nodded to Dorian, saying:
"I hope you'll find the answer when the red moon becomes full."
After he finished speaking, his figure quickly faded away, reaching the limit of Fors's ability to maintain his form.
Dorian watched as Gehrman Sparrow "left," and subconsciously glanced down at the paper in his hand bearing the name " The Fool," only to find that it too had become illusory and then disappeared.
"..." Unable to find the correct answer from the various extraordinary abilities recorded in the family Record, Dorian turned to Fors, opened his mouth, and intended to ask a question.
Just then, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart, and his pupils dilated rapidly.
Oh no! The curse is about to take effect! Dorian quickly reached into a hidden pocket in his clothes, took out a small metal bottle, unscrewed the cap, brought it to his lips, and gulped it down.
when!
He was moving so fast that the cap of the small metal bottle fell to the ground.
Fors watched helplessly as his teacher's face turned deathly pale, and he clutched his chest, unable to process what had happened.
As a former Doctor, she quickly made a judgment and hurriedly spoke:
"Teacher, do you have a heart condition?"
Do you have any special medicine with you?
After asking the second question, Fors realized that she had been too eager and concerned, to the point that she seemed a little silly.
The bottle the teacher just drank must have been a miracle drug!
"Do you need any more help? I have the ability to Record ' Doctor '," Fors asked again, seeing that the teacher's expression had softened.
Dorian shook his head, indicating that everything was alright.
At the same time, he sighed inwardly:
It's because you didn't follow the plan and directly "summoned" Gehrman Sparrow in the room that I didn't have time to take my medicine, which is why things turned out like this.
Bayam, capital of the Rorsted Archipelago, known as the " City of Generosity," is Sonia Sea.
The " Blue Avenger " docked in the harbor at dusk.
The destruction of the sea lanes around Sonia Island by the Church of Storms in the previous period finally drew the attention of the Demigod of the Feynapotter Empire, resulting in the deaths of several "captains" and severely damaging the fleet.
Alger Wilson and his crew, who were waiting in the island's primeval forest to launch an attack on the port, escaped the attack. After the Church of Storms and the Loen Navy announced that the operation had basically achieved its objectives and could be concluded, they returned to Passo Island to rest.
Afterwards, Alger deliberately volunteered for the battle, displaying both piety and fervor, as well as righteous indignation, which earned him praise from the cardinals.
Because of his familiarity with the Rorsted Archipelago, he was undoubtedly sent there to strengthen the naval power of this important colony.
Of course, in order to avoid contradicting their past identities and to leave room for future events, Alger and his crew arrived in Bayam under the guise of being recruited pirates.
--In this war, many pirates were recruited and became an effective supplement to the navies of various countries, much like mercenaries in the early and middle Quaternary period.
While there was still some light in the sky, Alger disembarked and headed straight for the Sea Waves Cathedral where " Sea King " Jahn Kottman was located.
As a Sequence 5 " Ocean Songster ", he is qualified to have a direct audience with the Cardinal of the Church of Storms, the Senior Deacon " The Mandated Punishers ".
As he walked, Alger suddenly spotted a familiar face.
He was a middle-aged man dressed in a suit, bow tie, and glasses, who looked quite refined. But Alger knew very well that he was a follower of " Sea God " Kavithua, a former pirate, and now a trader who operated in both the legitimate and criminal worlds.
" Ralph, long time no see." Alger greeted the illegitimate son of the mixed blood of Loen, Feysac, and Rorsted.
Ralph paused for a moment, seemingly failing to recognize that this was the captain of the " Blue Avenger ".
" Alger? Our ghost ship captain?" After a few seconds, he asked, slightly surprised.
Alger smiled and said:
Have I changed a lot?
Ralph frowned slightly and responded:
"Your demeanor has changed a lot; you're more like the sea and dark clouds before a storm."
Good eye... but that's just something I deliberately showed... After taking the " Ocean Songster " Potion, without this change, I wouldn't seem like a member of the Church of Storms... Alger sighed.
"Because there are too many things to worry about."
"Now it's all good, I've been hired by the Church of Storms."
Ralph's eyes narrowed slightly, a hint of wariness rising in his heart, but he laughed heartily on the surface:
"That's certainly a good thing, if there were no war."
Alger glanced at the spot where Ralph had just come out, then asked:
When did a school appear here?
He could see at a glance that there were four-story buildings, a cement playground, a garden lawn, and many children playing happily inside.
The children all had darker skin tones, but some didn't have the bronze complexion of the local natives, and their hair was only slightly curly, not very noticeable.
Without a doubt, this group consists of people of mixed race.
Ralph glanced back, sighed, and smiled:
Didn't you donate to my charity fund?
"With God's guidance, I established schools in several major cities on the island, specifically to provide education, meals, and boarding for these discriminated children."
"Our childhood wasn't bright enough, and I don't want them to have the same."
As Ralph responded, Alger kept gazing at the school, only turning his gaze away after he finished speaking.
I originally thought you would take at least half.
Ralph chuckled to himself.
It seems I've left you with a very bad impression.
"So, what are your thoughts on this school?"
Alger looked the other person up and down for a while and said:
Do you think I'm someone who's been to school?
He paused and then said:
"Which street is your charity foundation on? I might need to contact you later."
Realizing that the other party had been hired by the Church of Storms, Ralph dared not reveal his continued connection with the resistance, and chuckled:
"Donations are welcome, but there's no need for anything else."
After giving the charity's address, Ralph returned home, went up to the second floor, and knocked on a door:
"Lord Danitz, I have something to report."
Inside the room, a deep, authoritative voice responded:
"Come in."
Backlund, Cherwood Borough.
Dorian rented a house here, walked to the window and watched the Sun set and the sky gradually darken.
Tonight the red moon will become full, and the curse of the Abraham Family will descend once more.
Dorian had not shaved for several days, and gray hairs had grown around his mouth, cheeks, and chin, which looked quite out of place with his middle-aged appearance.
After gazing for a while, Dorian lowered his head and chanted in Jotun:
" The Fool That Doesn't Belong to This Era..."
After finishing his prayer, he returned to the center of the room, found a sofa, and sat down, waiting for the red moon to rise and for the period of heightened Spirituality to arrive.
At this moment, above the Gray Fog, inside the ancient palace, Klein had already taken his seat in the position belonging to " The Fool " and beckoned to summon a paper figure.
Surrounded by the power of " Sefirah Castle," the paper figure passed through Dorian's prayer lights and landed on him.
During this process, Klein deliberately didn't show any effect, allowing the " Angel " to embrace Dorian silently.
He felt that if Mr. The Fool made too much of a show of himself, it would frighten the members of this ancient family, so he chose to keep a low profile.
The wait for the result was always agonizing. Dorian occasionally take out his pocket watch, snap it open, glance at it, and wonder how long until the period of strongest Spirituality on the night of the full moon—a time that could be calculated using occult knowledge.
Finally, as dawn approached, Dorian instinctively bent over, hoping to alleviate the pain caused by the curse.
But as time ticked by, all was quiet in his ears; there was no buzzing or babbling.
The crimson Moonlight streamed through the window and shone on Dorian. He looked up, slightly bewildered, and felt that everything around him was peaceful, quiet, serene, and undisturbed; nothing unusual had happened.
Dorian then looked out the window and saw the Full Moon, pure, dignified, gentle, and dreamlike, as if it were hanging in his heart.
After a moment of silence, Dorian lowered his head, took out his pocket watch, and glanced at it.
"..." He raised his right hand, rubbed his eyes, and then covered his face, holding the hand over it for a long time.
His graying beard gradually became disheveled, stained with tears and snot.
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